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She’s fucking wet already. Tiny bits of her juices are dripping from the lips of her pussy.
It is time to have some fucking fun.
Since her pussy is practically begging me to give it attention, I start there first. I kneel on the floor in front of her and move my face toward her inner sanctum. I’m careful not to touch any part of her.
Her body is trembling with anticipation, and I can see her strain against her hand ties.Good. Keep going, fucking little slut, and you’ll be taking your punishment soon.
When I’m really close to her, so close I can smell her delicious scent—a perfect combination of salt, sweet, lust, and passion—I simply breathe onto her clit. She shoves her hips toward me in an effort to make contact with any part of my body.
“I didn’t say you could move,” I growl and grab my magic metal wheel.
This time, I run it over the inside of her thigh. Tiny metal indents are left where I’ve been.
Her breathing is getting harder and faster. I can tell this is sending her mad with pleasure. I wonder if my dear brothers have thought of any of this or if this is new to her.
While I know Ian, Paul, and Matt, well, I don’t quite know how much of this shit they’re into.
“You going to behave, my fucking little slut. Because you know you’re nothing but a worthless little slut. My fucking little slut.”
The wheel has been put back on the armchair, and my nose is now only inches again from her dripping pussy.
“Yes, sir,” Meg manages to reply through clenched teeth.
I can tell it’s taking great effort on her part not to yell, scream, or beg me for more. This is the best part of fucking a woman this way. You’ve got total fucking control, they have no fucking idea what’s about to happen, and they fucking love it.
This time, I let my tongue dart out a tiny bit and just tease her clit. The touch is brief. So brief she may wonder if she imagined it.
“Oh,” escapes her lips, and I see her bite them instantly.
“Fucking hell. I thought you were a fast learner. Seems I was wrong.”
Now the wheel moves over her clit, slow and hard. Meg throws her head back.
“Now where was I?” I go back to giving her attention on her pussy.
“Tell me, Meg, do you want me to fuck you?”
“Yes, sir.” Her response is instant and clinical.
It’s not laced with emotion.
“And do you want to be fucked now?”
“Yes.” This time she forgets thesirand sounds pleading.
“Tsk, tsk, tsk.” I reach for the wheel and run it lengthways across her pussy. Meg’s hips push forward, and I repeat my movement harder.
She retreats into the chair.
By now my cock’s so fucking hard I fear it might explode. I need to exercise restraint and focus on the job at hand. I don’t just want to fucking come before I’ve had my fun with Meg.
“Try again. Do you want to be fucked now?”
“Yes, sir.”
I nod. My index finger reaches for her nipple, and she flinches as I pinch it hard. With two for the taking, I switch between them.
Then I let my finger go to her pussy and scoop up some of her own juices.
